Moon Spoon

Deeply, darkly, far and below 
mysteriously does grow 
from seed to sprout to branching limbs
trees climb upwardly through day and night
exposed to elements both hot and cold
years and ages and who knows how old
until purpose for man they offer their soul

Carefully taken from their place
the artist reveres their sacred state
hands rearrange carefully their shape
thoughts of love and beautiful intent
enter into their molecular grain

As above, so below
what is given to one
is give to all 

Inhaling we take a mouthful of peace
exhaling warmly reflected moonlight upon our skin
glowing and knowing we have been blessed
nourished and flourishing here in this place

for the spoon of the moon is special indeed
tailored from wood that once was a tree

meandering branches have found us
from you to me sitting comfortably
encompassing encircling enchanting and free

as a scoop in a spoon of darkness exists 
love from the moon to each one of us a gift

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